Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
Chu Ying was given a fright when he saw a black-clad figure inside his room, but he quickly snapped out of his daze.
"Is it her?" Chu Ying asked as he pointed upward.
Shadow Three nodded in response.
"When?"
"Tonight at midnight. I'll take you there, so be ready."
"Okay."
Afterward, Shadow Three left silently like a gust of wind.
Meanwhile, Chu Ying sat down at the tea table and idly stared at the teapot before him.
…
Yue Mingsheng was helping Jun Zishu process documents to lighten her workload.
Meanwhile, Jun Zishu was inspecting a document on army rations and calculating how much should actually be sent to the battlefield. In addition, she also needed to arrange a reliable security detail to guard and transport the rations. Otherwise, if the rations somehow failed to reach the frontlines, it'd be incredibly easy for Chu Meng to incite the empire's troops and shake their faith.
The worst of winter had already passed, and it had already stopped snowing outside. Even so, the bedchamber's windows were shut, and the stove inside the room was lit.
The charcoal used in the imperial palace was naturally of the highest quality. The smoke it produced was faint, and it burned for a long time.
After staying in the warm and cozy room for some time, Jun Zishu started feeling a little drowsy.
"What's wrong, Big Sister?" Yue Mingsheng asked in concern.
However, Jun Zishu simply shook her head and massaged her forehead.
Yue Mingsheng put down her brush and grabbed her handkerchief to wipe her fingers. Then, she got out of her seat and walked over to Jun Zishu to massage her head.
Feeling the tension in her head loosening, Jun Zishu closed her eyes and rested her arms on the armrests.
After Yue Mingsheng continued the massage for a minute, Jun Zishu raised a hand and signaled for her to stop. Then, she got out of her seat, approached a nearby window, and opened it.
When Jun Zishu felt the cold wind outside hitting her face, her mind instantly woke up.
"You're going to get a headache again if you do that, Big Sister," Yue Mingsheng said disapprovingly
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